I was planning on starting potty training Monday, but Chuckles said, "Potty" and took me by the hand into the bathroom, so I figured I'd set him on there and cheer him on (Yay, go potty....yay go pee pee on the potty.). He went. Three different times today. I hope it's this easy.
Oh and he tried to go poopie on the potty, but ended up going in his diaper while I was taking off his pants. No more jeans for him. It's all sweatpants and no onesie shirts from here on out.